"Why Ferb. Why didn't you do it. You just needed to hand it to her and leave. That's it and yet you can't even do that. I don't think I can rely on you with anything." He nearly started crying finishing the sentence. He never got mad at his brother. But this was the last straw for Phineas. Not that Ferb was ever frustrating. Trying to hold back tears as he looked at the small box on the side of his bed, he threw it at Ferb nailing him in the head leaving a nasty bruise.
"What the heck Phineas. Its not my fault. She yelled at me. I just didn't want to get her more angry than she already was. You know she likes you. You don't need to go all crazy with something like a gift, being there for is a big enough present."
She sat on her bed wondering how long it would be before he gave the box. She understood what Ferb was trying to do but was to defensive to understand why he was there. All she needed was to apologize to him and except that Ferb wasn't being mean. all that was left was to get to his house and try to win him over again. All she needed to do was tell him she loved him.